Chapter 32: The Crowd
Drunk Jiangyue looked close in front of her, but she was on the other side of the road.
Seeing the surging crowd in front of him, Shen Qiaoran turned around and motioned for the three girls to follow him, and then turned around and walked to the opposite side.
At this time, night has fallen, and there are only the lights of restaurants and shops on both sides of the road, and there are still various lights flickering on the shops selling lanterns.
According to the tradition of previous years, where the floats pass, the merchants will consciously extinguish the candles to welcome the arrival of the floats.
Every year's floats, are made by the skilled craftsmen of various local regions of Dajin, sent to Beijing by the imperial court unified selection, the final selection, is the final winner.
And the float is eye-catching not only because of the craftsmanship of the float itself, but also because of the people who end up riding the float.
Shangsi Festival is also known as the Peach Blossom Festival, at this time of year, each Qinlou Chu Pavilion in Beijing will jointly select the most outstanding girl, as the "Peach Blossom Fairy" of the year, on the day of the Shangsi Festival, board the float to parade the street.
The whole event will last for three days.
Because on the day of the Shangsi Festival, there is usually a palace banquet, and the wealthy nobles in Beijing cannot go out to participate in the grand event. So often the second day is the most lively time.
And Shen Qiaoshen didn't know about these, she was being protected by two maids in the middle, moving forward with difficulty......
In the end, Shen Qiaoran couldn't look at it, so he dragged her to his side and protected her in his arms, so that she could breathe a sigh of relief and continue to walk forward with him.
Everything in front of him made Shen Qiaoshen feel very unfamiliar, but what followed was full of curiosity.
In her previous life, she was sick and weak, and when she was not married, she could only stay in the house all day, and it was impossible for her to sneak out of the house at night.
Later, he married Xiao Li...... There is no such good time.
It can be said that in her previous life, she was like a canary locked in a cage, looking beautiful and beautiful, but she had never felt such vividness.
……
Not far away, a second-floor window near the street was open. Two people sat by the window.
One of them, dressed in red, held a folding fan in one hand and gently pressed it against his head, and the other hand beat the beat with the sound of the piano coming from nowhere.
Gradually, the sound outside became louder and louder, and the sound of the piano, which seemed to be nothing, was completely inaudible.
He stopped unsatisfied, glanced out the window, and sighed, "It's really lively." ”
After speaking, he reached out and poured two glasses of wine, and one glass was pushed opposite him.
The man sitting across from him was sunk in a chair, one hand supporting his forehead, as if he was asleep, and a strand of hair that hung down covered most of his face.
The corner of the long ink-colored cloak hung casually on the ground, and it looked like an ordinary material, but it was a precious thing that even the nobles' families could hardly find.
"It's noisy, it's endless."
As if he had finally become impatient with the voices of the people on the street, he opened his eyes and glanced out the window, a hint of displeasure flashing in his long narrow eyes.
As he raised his head, his overly outstanding appearance seemed to illuminate the whole room a little, and what was even more special was that a teenager had a temperament that was different from his age.
He straightened up, moved his neck, picked up the wine glass on the table, and played with it casually.
Seeing him wake up, the young man dressed in red turned his head, if Shen Qiaoshen was there, he would definitely be able to recognize him as the person he saw at the entrance of the alley that day, sitting at the window on the second floor of Zui Jiangyue.
Jiang Fengmian wore a bright red brocade robe, shook the folding fan lightly, looked at his friend opposite and raised his eyebrows, and said, "Could it be that you asked me to come out just to see you sleep?" ”
Xiao Jue's expression remained unchanged, and he said expressionlessly: "Then you go back." ”
“……”
"Xiao Huaijin! Do you think I don't dare beat you? ”
Seeing that the other party obviously didn't want to talk well, Jiang Fengmian was also angry. The folding fan in his hand instantly turned into a sharp blade and went straight to Xiao Jue on the opposite side.
Seeing that a storm was coming, Xiao Jue remained motionless, still bowing his head and playing with the wine glass at his fingertips, as if it was the most precious treasure in the world. Let a beam of cold light finally stop less than three inches away from him.
Seeing that he was still this dead virtue, Jiang Fengmian understood a little.
retracted the attack, and in a blink of an eye, he changed back to that personable appearance, and said,
"I quarreled with the prince again."
Although it was an inquiry, the tone was affirmative.
"Why is it this time, is it because of ......"
Jiang Fengmian looked at Xiao Jue's expression, but finally didn't continue.
Xiao Jue looked indifferent and sneered: "Otherwise." ”
Obviously, he didn't show a trace of sadness at the moment, but Jiang Fengmian and Xiao Jue have known each other since childhood, and in a certain way, he is the person who knows Xiao Jue best in this world.
At this time, Xiao Jue was not in his eyes, not the unscrupulous and invincible little prince of Yongwangfu in front of people, but the lonely but stubborn little boy who stood alone under the tree when they first met.
Obviously she was so beautiful that she looked dazzling, but there was no trace of brilliance in her long and narrow eyes, and she stood there alone, as if she had been abandoned by the whole world......
Thinking of the past years, Jiang Fengmian was in a trance, it turned out that so many years had passed.
After coming back to his senses, Jiang Fengmian looked at Xiao Jue quietly for a long time, and said, "Since this is the case, then there is no need to put up with it." ”
Seeing Xiao Jue's expression move slightly, he continued: "If you can't do it, then I'll come." ”
In the end, it brought out a trace of murderous aura, and in an instant, the whole person's temperament became dangerous.
Hearing this, Xiao Jue raised his head and looked at his friend opposite, a trace of complexity flashed in his eyes, and finally slowed down his expression and said softly,
"There's nothing you can't do."
"It's just not necessary."
He tugged at the corners of his mouth, picked up the wine glass on the table, handed it to his lips and drank it down.
After putting down the cup, he returned to his usual nonchalance, as if everything was an illusion.
Seeing that Xiao Jue had returned to normal, Jiang Fengmian put his mind at ease, and instead remembered something, and said in a low voice: "Speaking of which, what did Your Majesty think about the establishment of the crown prince, so suddenly. ”
Xiao Jue raised his eyes and sneered,
"Suddenly?"
"Our majesty will never do anything on a whim."
"You mean...... Your Majesty did it on purpose. Jiang Fengmian said in surprise.
"It's not deliberate, it's just that Your Majesty must have thought about this decision a long time ago, and it just so happened that there was such an opportunity that day." Xiao Jue said lazily.
"Exactly?"
"Yes, exactly."
After saying that, he stretched casually and casually swept into the crowd downstairs, but his eyes were stunned when he saw a certain place.
Jiang Fengmian raised his head and was just about to say something, when he saw Xiao Jue looking downstairs with interest, he followed his gaze.
"What are you looking at?"